The best sleep in recent memory

Well, last night was probably the best sleep I've had in several weeks.  Emma has been teething lately and so I've been woken up frequently at night while those slow moving chompers came in.  My "best sleep" probably isn't what many of you would think of - it wasn't perfectly silent, it wasn't uninterupted, and it wasn't a marathon snooze, but it was gooo-ood.  Yes, you know you're a little sleep deprived when children talking in their sleep, babies waking you to nurse, strange and fascinating dreams, and a wood-weevil crawling on you and later, biting your face (miserable things creep out of the firewood every now and then) constitute a good sleep.  On another sleep related note - we ordered a new mattress yesterday.  I might feel completely human by the end of November.  Lovely!